Challenge accepted

I have a challenge for you, but you have to be brave. Occasionally, my outfit group has a challenge where you are supposed to let someone else choose your outfit, it could be a spouse, significant other, child, pet, friend, a rock… whatever. The first time that I told my husband about this challenge, his eyes got really big, and he very slyly asked if he got to pick my ENTIRE outfit… men, am I right? Needless to say I was nervous about what he would choose for me because he seemed more interested in picking out my undergarments then dressing me in something that I could actually be seen in out in public. Here’s his first attempt from probably last spring. He wanted me to wear the dress on the left, but the weather didn’t cooperate.

 

So, he had to try again.  The middle photo is my reaction to the first shirt that he had chosen to go with this maxi skirt……shudder… I mean there was no way that I was leaving the house wearing that combo. Actually, I think that I gave this shirt away immediately following this challenge. Gave me bad nightmares. I finally convinced him to choose something else, and we ended up with the outfit on the right.

 

But that was then, and surely if we tried this again, he’d be slightly better at it…

 

The challenge came up again a few weeks ago and so he got another shot at dressing me.  This time he was very serious. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him stand in my closet staring at my clothes for as long as he did this time.  I informed him that the rest of my clothes were in the dresser… you know important things like pants.  Finally he chose an olive green utlitly style jacket, a black shirt and he requested I find a pair of jeans.

 

Me- “for the jeans… holes or no holes?”

Him- “I know you love holes in your jeans, but I think for this outfit, no holes”

 

LOL.  Oh so now he’s Mr. Style.  So here’s what he came up with.  Not bad, Mr. Style, not bad.

As for shoes, I’m happy that it was a warmish day, because these aren’t really “winter” shoes.  I’m pretty sure he chose them because he knows I’ve been dying to wear them.  #husbandgoals #hegetsme.

 

Today, I challenge you to let someone else choose your outfit, I’d LOVE to see the outcome. My ootd outfit group has this challenge coming up again soon, so I will post an update to see if he’s improved.

-xo

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College Life, Styled Right

Ah, college… am I right?!? I started college late.  I was 23 when I left community college to go get my bachelors degree at Rochester Institue of Technology.  I spent three years there, studying advertising photography and literally having the best time of my life. College was hard, but it was also empowering and affirming.  I met some amazing people, most of whom I still keep in touch with (you know who you are).  But, these two ladies…

(Why are our pictures always blurry? Drink much? Lol.)

 

They are dear to my heart, as evidenced by my frequent threats to punch people that hurt them.  My besties.  We worked together on projects, kept each other sane, laughed, cried and celebrated together.  Without them, college life (and current life) would not be the same.  In fact, Rachel is the reason I met my husband… so there’s that. Here’s my husband and I…

The girls and I were affectionately named “the cult” because we did everything together. They were, and are, my core. We were stronger together…and I’ve always felt that way.  And while this is all well and good, I bet you are saying “but what does this have to do with style?” That’s simple, because stylish things are all I used to photograph. Prop shopping was something we enjoyed to do, and we still enjoy doing (but less props and more usable stuff).

Most of you probably don’t know that in college, I did mostly still life photography, and focused heavily on photographing jewelry, shoes, bags, clothing… etc.  I mean, it makes sense, right? My love for style was strong even back then.  I rarely took portraits, which is hilarious, because currently, I am a family and newborn photographer and I ONLY take portraits.

A lot of times I would trek out in the wilderness  (with my besties, of course, because I wouldn’t dare venture out in parts unknown by myself) wearing boots with heels, and hauling my cart full of stuff and props.  It was a lot of fun.

Those shoes?! I kept them FOREVER.  I have  no idea why I eventually gave them away…

Yup, I even trudged through freezing cold streams, risking life and limb (ok, that’s an exaggeration) to get my shot.

Studio work was my forte, my true love.  I photographed makeup,bags, jewelry and I even froze underwear and photographed lingerie… because why not?!? College!!!

 

Excuse the phone picture of my old portfolio prints.  I’m not even going to lie… I was to lazy to go and search through two million CDs to try to find these hard copies. And, although these images, and college life in general, feels like eons ago (we’ll just say it was over 10 years ago) my love for finding the beauty in stylish things is stronger then ever.  While I do miss college life (heeeey party people), I am loving my new found ways of expressing my love for style and my love for family.  Because let’s face it, no amount of shoes or bags can replace my little family

 

Xo

Lorraine

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Finding Humor in Style

Hi everyone! Today, my post is all about graphic tees! And it’s also about my siblings (I miss laughing with them).  Something that you might not know about me, is that I have a very sarcastic, sometimes inappropriate sense of humor. It runs in my family. Growing up, I have many fond memories (and many embarrassing memories… hello teenage years) of hilarious conversations and situations. There was the time when my big brother decided to impersonate a pimple being popped using mashed potatoes when I had my boyfriend at the time over for dinner…hilariously embarrassing. Or the bathroom humor… this one time my sister, a friend and myself decided to make a fake cat poop out of clay and leave it on the floor during one of my parents fancy get togethers. We were in such a state of uproarious laughter that my brother was sent to check on us, he informed us that someone had picked up the “cat poop” in a napkin and left it in the kitchen sink…who does that?!? Cat poop in the sink… inappropriate, maybe, but HILARIOUS!

(My siblings and I, laughing at something as per usual)

 

My parents also share in our hilarious antics. Often, our whole family gets into laughing fits and we end up collectively unable to breathe.  It’s one of my most favorite things about my family (I know they are reading… so more laughter please). But anyways, back to graphic tees. I have a large collection of them. Which is weird, because I didn’t always like graphic tees. Partly because I didn’t know how to style them and partly because I felt silly wearing a silly shirt. However, once I tried it, I was hooked.

(Since this photo, I’ve collected a few more..)

The secret is in how you style it and your confidence in wearing it. So, my favorite way to wear graphic tees is with skirts, specifically pencil skirts. When wearing them this way, though, you have to remember body proportions. I almost always knot my shirts when wearing with a pencil skirt, that way the shirt isn’t too baggy or long in proportion to the skirt. I also LOVE adding edge to my graphic tees outfits. I do this by either adding a jacket

(This one is a caffeine molecule shirt, because …coffee!!!)

Or I do it using accessories, like these leopard heels, or my leopard booties.

If you’re wondering where most (but not all) of these fabulous shirts came from, check Zulily.  Often, they have sections dedicated to all kinds of hilarious shirts.  It’s a graphic tee wonderland. The caffeine molecule shirt came from my friend, Jessica, at Gia Rose, she’s super talented and you can find her shop on Facebook. For whatever reason, it won’t let me copy her link, but go check her out.

What do you think? Are you a fan of graphic tees? Do you like laughing?!?! If you answer yes then show me or tell me about your favorites! Or tell me a funny joke… either way. Laugh on my stylish friends.

-xo

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